The Watering Hole

Come and drink

Here Comes the Moon

This poem is about: A special places we go to in order to think over big things. Do you have such a special place in your…

Between Worlds

I am ignited, slowly

If I Were Time

I’d know better

If I were time
I’d know why 
You are not mine

I Talk to Dead People

A Crazy Old Woman in the Making

Voices

A Poem

I’m not afraid 
of the gold badge,
of the blaring sounds
echoing behind me,
or of the repercussions
for the…

That Last Poem

poem

for us it’s romantic 
to hide in a poem 
at the end of the day.

Come Closer

A Haiku

Wind blows through your locks
The tips curling, beckoning
A little closer

Golden Joinery

A Haiku

Love heals broken souls,
Bonds fragile pieces with gold
A flawed masterpiece.